Cu Chulainn (Lancer): “Well, if it isn’t Ireland’s lesser culture hero. Sure, you may have better name recognition worldwide, but how many gods have you slain? Huh? Yeah that’s what I thought.”
“Pardon her, we’re just very passionate about our little one’s exploits.”
Cu Chulainn (Caster): “At least whoever brought you up taught you some half-decent druidcraft. It’s clearly not your preferred battle style, and that reflects in your efficacy, but your form is respectable.”
“Yeah, obviously your training focused more on your spearwork. But hell, if I had a spear that just kills people, I’d make that my whole thing too!”
Orion: “I’m... not sure how to feel. Seeing such a mighty hunter should be an honor, but seeing him reduced to…”
“Oh my gosh, that’s a great idea!”
“Hm? What is?”
“I could turn into some kind of adorable little squirrel, or chipmunk, and you could carry me around. I could ride on your shoulder, on in your hair, and if it gets cold, I could curl up in your b—"
*BONK*
“Ow! It was just an idea, woman, let’s keep our hands to ourselves, geez.”
Anne Bonny & Mary Read: “Aha, true kindred spirits. Warms my heart to see women like us aren’t a total rarity.”
“You two must have been exceptionally close to manifest together like us.”
“...Close as companions, right?”
“Right, of course. Just a couple of girls who mean the world to each other, palling around. Obviously.”
Scathach: “Damn, you’re the real deal… Have to admit, I wanted to have a sort of rivalry when we met, but now I just want you to train me yourself!”
“Oh, I couldn’t agree more! Just looking at your flawless form, I’d honored to study under you, hehehe-“
*BONK*
“Ow! I was kidding, dammit! You really don’t know your own strength, y’know...”
Diarmud ua Duibhne: “Hey, thanks for everything you’ve done for our little Fionn. And, uh… sorry for any troubles he may have imposed on you.”
“You mustn’t hold it against him. When beautiful women are involved, he’s just… a bit hopeless.”
“Yeah, wonder where he gets THAT from…”
“…You look confused. Oh, you’ve probably wondering why you Love Spot isn’t working on us, yeah? Well, the thing of it is—”
“D-druid stuff. Yeah, Bo whipped up some, uhh, runes, so neither of us can be charmed by fairy magic.”
“…Yes, right. Just what I was going to say.”
Fionn mac Cumhail: “Oh, good gracious, look at our little Fionn, all grown up!!! Have you been eating well? Are you getting along with the other Servants? Any bounties or prophesies over your head?”
“Ah, you’re too soft on the boy. HEY! If I hear you’ve been out there giving us a bad name, you’d better believe you’re in for a WORLD of hurt! …But truthfully, it is nice to see you again. A bit.”
“…Hey, since when was Mac an Luin a spear?”
“Please, Bo, it’s impolite to point out when a warrior’s legendary weapon changes shape. These things just happen.”
Queen Medb: “Yeesh, this woman’s trouble with a capital B. At first I was worried she’d be bad news for our little one, but they actually have no interest in each other, it seems. I suppose their approached to love are so similar that they… just…”
“…”
*BONK*
“OUCH! Come on, I didn’t say anything! Is it a crime to just LOOK now?”
“*sigh* Maybe it’s not Fionn I should be worried about…”
Minamoto-no-Raikou: “Oh dear… Is that what I sound like?”
“Gods no, dear! Yeah, you coddle the boy a bit more than I like, but you don’t smother him. Funny, I was gonna ask you if this is what I sound like…”
“Oh, not at all! You’re harsh, certainly, but you’re not... manic or anything. I suppose we should be lucky we have each other to balance out our predictions. I’d say Fionn grew up pretty well adjusted. By comparison, at least.”
Merlin: “Geez, are you and that off-duty spearman really the only druids here? Shameful… I mean, in terms of power, you’re astonishingly adept, and I’d kill to learn even half of what you know, but still, you could be a bit more graceful about it.”
“Though he makes me wonder, should we have been more… involved with his life? IN his adulthood, I mean.”
“Nonsense, we raised Fionn right, and he turned out exceptionally. If he wanted to see us again, he’d visit. He knows where our forest hovel is.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right… Besides, I don’t have all the details, but I get the feeling Mr. Flowers here wasn’t a model parent anyway.”
Hessian Lobo: “Hmm. I thought that his hatred for humans would be a bit less where I was concerned, but I actually feel like it’s even worse.”
“Maybe he sees your shapechanging like… cultural appropriation?”
“Perhaps…? I do hope we can learn to get along better, he seems like such a good boy...”
Penthesilea: “I can understand her frustration. Wanting to be respected as a warrior, but only being seen as a woman, regarded only with thoughts of marriageability? It can be… hmm?”
“[mumbling] Not looking… I don’t see anything, I’m just looking at the ground, thinking about… trees… Definitely not abs…”
“Oh, Bo, you’re hopeless…”
Atalante Alter: “Wh-whoa... The similarities to both of us are pretty uncanny…”
“Yeah, it’s like, if we had a kid, this is kind of how I’d expect she’d turn out.”
“We HAVE had a kid, dummy. As much as we’re ever going to, anyway.”
“Well, I was actually speaking a bit more with Merlin, and he taught me this—”
*BONK*
“AUGH!”
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Originally Posted by Sandstorm77
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Yeah this is my second actually "created" Servant but I've bounced ideas around my skull as a hobby for years.
